Worried faces and their languid bodies
Rushing around in fear.
Throughout the day, their minds wander,
Questioning the future four years.
Feeling overwhelmed and behind,
Never experiencing respite.
The anxiety must have a conclusion,
But sadly not one in sight.
Rushing around in fear.
Throughout the day, their minds wander,
Questioning the future four years.
Feeling overwhelmed and behind,
Never experiencing respite.
The anxiety must have a conclusion,
But sadly not one in sight.
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